Miranda Lambert - Dead Flowers lyrics
[Miranda Lambert - Dead Flowers lyrics]
I feel like the flowers in this vase
He just brought 'em home one day
"Ain't they beautiful", he said
They've been here in the kitchen
And the water's turning grey
They're sittin' in the vase
But now they're dead dead flowers
I feel like this long string of lights
They lit up our whole house on Christmas day
But now it's January
And the bulbs have all burned out
But still, they hang like dead flowers
He ain't feelin' anything
My love, my hurt, or the sting of this pain
I'm livin' in a hurricane
All he can say is, "Man
Ain't it such a nice day?" yeah, yeah
I feel like the tires on this car
They said we won’t go far
But we're still rollin'
I look in the rear view and I
See dead flowers in the yard
And that string of lights
And it ain't glowin' like dead flowers
Like dead flowers
He ain't feelin' anything
My love, my hurt, or the sting of this pain
And I'm drivin' through a hurricane
All he can say is, "Man
Ain't it such a nice day?" hey, hey
I guess we'll just go waste
Like dead flowers
Like dead flowers dead flowers
He just brought 'em home one day
"Ain't they beautiful", he said
They've been here in the kitchen
And the water's turning grey
They're sittin' in the vase
But now they're dead dead flowers
I feel like this long string of lights
They lit up our whole house on Christmas day
But now it's January
And the bulbs have all burned out
But still, they hang like dead flowers
He ain't feelin' anything
My love, my hurt, or the sting of this pain
I'm livin' in a hurricane
All he can say is, "Man
Ain't it such a nice day?" yeah, yeah
I feel like the tires on this car
They said we won’t go far
But we're still rollin'
I look in the rear view and I
See dead flowers in the yard
And that string of lights
And it ain't glowin' like dead flowers
Like dead flowers
He ain't feelin' anything
My love, my hurt, or the sting of this pain
And I'm drivin' through a hurricane
All he can say is, "Man
Ain't it such a nice day?" hey, hey
I guess we'll just go waste
Like dead flowers
Like dead flowers dead flowers